"Julia bent over again, thankfully for the last time that afternoon and began counting off the strokes in a clear and unwavering voice which faltered ...not once until all twenty five soundly delivered slashes of the leather strop had inflicted yet more agony to her already sore bottom.It had been a painful hour already. Most of her customers had been pretty gentle, especially the boys of the village and the visitors, and had only delivered lightly stinging blows which had not bothered her a lot,. “now girls, do you remember what happened?” he asked them. “no nothing”, said Lucy, my youngest sister. Amy nodded next to her. “interesting”, my father said, stroking his small beard, “okay Abby, your turn”. I look into the purple ball and it pulsates and appears to grow bigger, I can feel the control leave my body. It was the strangest sensation, I knew what was happening and what I was doing, but I couldn’t stop myself. Dad makes me do some funny weird things, making my sisters laugh. “okay,. Every minute or so he would start to gag a little - which honestly made me even a little bit harder, and made me drip even more precum down his throat. He'd pull off, take a few deep breaths, and wipe his eyes while I stroked his hair and told him what a good cocksucker he was. And then my cock was right back in his throat, where it was starting to feel like it belonged."Can you go all the way up and down on it?" I asked him.He didn't even respond, he just started doing it."Oh - oh my god. Holy. Ahhhh sir……app bahut maaza de rahen hai sir ne kaafi der tak meri izzat luti.. Phir unka lauda jaawab dene hi wala tha ki unhone woh bahar nikala aur mere pet ke upar apna maal pressure se nikal diya..ahhhhhhh..sonammm aayo.haaanananana unka garam-garam maal mere pet par para raha….Sir—-sonam meri ik icha hai me—–boliye sir sir—mera lund tum muhn me leker chuso.pls…..meri patni bhi nahin manti..tum pls apne muhn me mera lund lekar mera maal peeyo…….Me–sir main aapke chuuppeee to maar dungi.